Creating space to pause, reflect and share experiences with dying and death

Importance of relationships

Importance of relationships

You forget how deeply a person impacts your life

You forget how deeply a person impacts your life

My grandmother. It’s been just over a year since she passed away. I miss her deeply. She had a fire to her; strength and courage that I hope I can one day embody. You forget how deeply a single person can impact and reverberate through your life,

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I regret not knowing you better

I regret not knowing you better

Not asking enough questions about your life. Not knowing you better. Not calling often enough. If I did I would have more (deeper) memories, it hurts me that I didn’t.

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She asked if it was ok to accept death

She asked if it was ok to accept death

When my grandmother on her dying journey asked if it was ok for her to accept death and stop fighting. A strong woman who had supported her family for her whole life accepting defeat. You never needed to ask you thought us to support each other the

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You’re mens, mens, mens

You’re mens, mens, mens

The last time I visited my Nana in her assisted living home, where she had been for several years, slowly succumbing to Alzheimer’s. My brother, trying to reach her through the fog asked her if she recognized us. She stared long and hard at us, clutching our

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You slowly released your tenacious grip on life

You slowly released your tenacious grip on life

I arrived very early that morning, for my ‘shift’. Only two of us, your ‘chosen family’ tended and safe-guarded your palliative care. I knew it was your last day — I smelled flowers and there were none there. You were alone. You were anxious and frightened. You were

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I got married in October when he started getting sick

I got married in October when he started getting sick

My father pass away last August. He died of kidney cancer at the age of 75 years. I remember how hard was for us, my brothers and sisters ‘cause despite we are adults now we all were getting started with our new family. My brother was having

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My Dad asked “Am I going to make it”

My Dad asked “Am I going to make it”

Speaking to my Dad about his dying never would have come has I not been employed at hospice. My Dad told me in our conversation “I am not afraid to die but I sure will miss life.” My Dad died in hospital under not so nice conditions.

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Looking for ways she could make a difference

Looking for ways she could make a difference

Leslie’s generosity of spirit through her last days … looking for ways she could still make a difference and be remembered. I will always remember her.

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The power of your presence

The power of your presence

The power of your presence and cannot fathom your absence.

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Her death changed the way I look at living and dying

Her death changed the way I look at living and dying

My wife’s death was the single most defining moment in my life. I was with her in the hospital at the moment she passed away and this changed how I look at living, and dying. In a society that keeps on putting off the discussion till it’s

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